1. Denise's Year


    Date: 4/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female solo, Incest, Interracial, Male / Older Female, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 95.9, Source: sexstories.com

    tonight.” After he left for work Denise thought about the evening ahead. “Ok so it’s a special occasion, I’ll give him a sweet, little kiss on the lips. That’s it. Nothing to it. A nice little ‘I love you’ kiss.” It was unusually warm for Miami on the evening of March 18th – Henry’s birthday. Denise wore an off-white, simple, spaghetti strapped dress that came to her knees. There was, as was the case with most of her large dress collection, a fair amount of cleavage showing. Dinner at the same restaurant they had used before went off without a hitch. However, as is the case, plans don’t always pan out the way they were intended. Denise had it planned out: a wonderful dinner with her son, followed by quality time on the couch, and then a sweet kiss goodnight. That was it. It was going to be great. Such a simple plan can be complicated when too much alcohol is consumed. Back at the apartment, after dinner, Denise was working on her third glass of wine; Henry on his second. He sat on the couch, watching her giggle in the kitchen. She made her way toward him, not sitting next to him like she had been. Instead she hiked up her dress to just below her crotch and straddled him much to his surprise. He simply laughed it off, tilting his head back, resting it on the top of the couch, looking up at her. “Are you ok? I’m not too heavy am I?” she asked. “Nope, you’re fine.” “I’m not too bony?” “No. You feel great. I mean, well, you know what I mean.” He replied with a chuckle. “Yes I ...
    do, silly boy.” She said, running her fingers through his hair. “Are you sure you don’t want to come out with us this Saturday?” “Mom, I’m sure.” He said slightly annoyed. “You never know, you might meet a cute girl,” she said, starting to undo his tie. “Oh yeah?” “Yep,” she tossed his tie to the side. “I don’t know, maybe I’ll go out with you all one day, but I’m just not into all that.” “I ‘d really like you to go. You’d have a great time with us.” She said, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt. “I guess that means Holly would be there, right?” “Don’t you worry about her, I’ll make sure she keeps her claws off you.” She said, unbuttoning two more buttons. “Good.” He closed his eyes, leaning back. “Yep, I’d make it clear that you are with me. We’ll be dancing the night away. So much fun!” “Maybe so mom.” Denise unbuttoned another button and Henry looked down to see his open shirt. “Hey, what are you doing?” “Nothing.” Denise replied mischievously, running her hands over his chest. “Uh huh, “ he smiled, rolling his eyes, as he lay his head back. Denise leaned down to kiss his cheek, peppering his jaw line with a few more. “Happy birthday darling.” She said, caressing his face, looking into his eyes. “Thank you,” he replied, smiling weakly. Then she did it, she kissed him on the lips. But it was too fast, too hard, not what she had imagined. She didn’t imagine she’d be straddling him on the couch either, but the wine changed that. It lasted about 4 seconds. When it was ...
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